This has been quite a week. I took my eight-year-old granddaughter, Catherine, to her first big Broadway show, Rodgers & Hammerstein’s “Cinderella,” and last night, I took my four-year-old grandson, Joe, to his first Monster Jam.
The Monster Trucks will be jamming for two more events today at the Hampton Coliseum.
I do not believe that Cinderella is for girls and Monster Trucks are for boys. I took all three of my granddaughters to the Monster Jam last year and they really enjoyed it. Joe stayed home that time. He was three years old, it was late, and Joe had a problem with loud noises when he was little. His ears had trouble with anything above 90 decibels, “a train whistle at 500 feet.”
We were ready this year. Joe is four. He took a nap at school. We had heavy-duty ear protection. His favorite Christmas present was a remote-control monster truck.
Joe is a four-year-old with a lot of questions. He wants to know everything about everything. The world is still brand new. He was excited. Here are just a few of the million questions he had before the Monster Jam even started –
Is it going to be a long time before it starts?
Do you want to buy one of these toy monster trucks/popcorn/drinks/cotton candy/shirts?
Where are the trucks?
Are they in this big building?
Can you hear their engines warming up?
Do you smell what I smell?
ME: What do you smell Joe?
I smell blueberries.
Not sure where the blueberry smell was coming from — maybe the cotton candy that was so fascinating. Once those giant trucks came roaring out, all questions stopped. Joe’s eyes got as wide as they possibly could and he just pointed.
We really couldn’t understand the rules of the Monster Jam competition, although the crowd had their favorites. Scooby Doo, a big truck, with a great big wagging tail and driven by a lady, got a roar from the crowd. Grave Digger, driven by a local guy from North Carolina, Randy Brown, was a huge favorite and a big winner.
It didn’t really matter that we couldn’t understand the rules. Joe enjoyed the spectacle, the noise (with ear protection), the cheering, the flying dirt, the giant tires, the cars that flipped, and the green monster eyes on the Alligator Truck.
Did I mention that they exploded a man inside a box and shot a lady out of a canon? It was all new to Joe and he loved it.
For more information about today’s events go here.